“Don’t you have your own apartment?” Edward deadpanned as
his friend took of his shoes and plopped down on the couch.
“I do, but you have food,” Garrett said, giving Edward a sly
smirk.
“Why am I friends with you?” Edward grumbled. “You are such
a leech.”
“You love me and you love my body,” Garrett chuckled. Edward
chucked a kitchen towel at his friend. “We never finished our conversation
about visiting Bella or promoting Daniel.”
“The Daniel decision is easy. He should get his own project.
That place just around the corner from our apartments. It’ll be perfect for
him. We can test him on his decision-making skills and how he handles clients.
With as popular as our business is, we need more project managers. I have no
issues in creating sketches and designs for these places, but physically trying
to maintain them is too much. I also suggest Seth. He’s just as capable as
Daniel.”
“Yeah. I’d hate to turn away clients,” Garrett nodded. “A lot
of the calls we’re getting are based off the work we did in Bella’s redesigned
home. So many people love it and want to mimic it.”
“Speaking of Bella …” Edward said, working in the kitchen to
make dinner for them. “I think that we should talk to Bella before we schedule
our flights. I don’t know what her schedule is going to be like. She could be
in court all day. I don’t want to fly out there and hang out with you in her
corporate apartment. I love you, Garrett, but I can only handle so much of
you.”
“What? Working with me and sharing the same girl is too
much?” Garrett laughed. Edward rolled his eyes, sautéing some chopped beef.
Garrett turned on the television, his brow furrowed. “Ed? Have you noticed?
Bella seems – I don’t know – off lately. Distracted.”
“The case is a heartbreaker,” Edward frowned. “Obviously,
Bella hasn’t said much, but from what I gather, the kid was abused by his birth
parents and they refuse to let his foster family adopt him.”
Edward's Apartment
Garrett's Apartment
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